I just found out that a friend of mine passed away due to emergency room complications this week. Her name was Marisol Linda Patricia, but she went by Finch, and that’s how I knew her.
We never met, and we mostly interacted through a series of wiki-based games I started a while ago. I felt really lucky to have her join the games- she was smart, clever, and had an irreverent sense of humor. She caught on to the games quickly, and suggested ways to improve them and to encourage others to join.
I knew she was having some surgery done, and then that she’d overtaxed herself and torn her stitches at work… but she never gave any indication that she was in mortal danger. Maybe she didn’t know.
Anyway, her roommates have taken her old website down, and all I could find online of her work was this one poem, so I’m going to post it here in her honor.
I may not have known you well, Finch, but I knew you well enough to miss you.
The Hope Diamond
I can’t say how long I’ve searched,
For that shade of blue.
No paint or plant or shade of sky,
Has ever been that hue.
I searched the world twice over,
On land, in sea and sky.
I couldn’t find that beauty,
It made me want to cry.
It was a memory of a memory,
But somehow, I couldn’t forget.
It haunted my every fantasy,
That I hadn’t found it yet.
And then I saw that stone.
I didn’t think it true.
How or why, I didn’t know,
I’d found that shade of blue.
But when I held it in my hand,
I knew it wasn’t right.
It was cold and hard and lifeless,
It didn’t have that jovial light.
And so I went back home,
It was as it was before.
It was in the silent, lonely morn,
Your knock came at my door.
You smiled up at me,
In the light, your eyes, they shone
I was frozen for a moment,
How could you have known?
I took you in my arms,
And held you to my chest.
After all my year of searching,
At last my eyes could rest.
All the good times flooded back,
All my memories of you.
Memories of days together,
Memories of blue.